Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Does Not Maddre

Dear Mommy,
I love you.
Your the right Mommy
for me. Can you give me
a cookie? if i get a
shot it does not
Love, Grace

I'm not sure which gets me more, the 'right Mommy for me' or 'it does not maddre (matter).'

You see, Gracie is a note writer. I find them all the time. On my pillow at night. On my calendar in the kitchen. Snuck into my hand when she runs into the living room. This one came two weeks ago.

Grace got her cookie, and her shot.

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